Paladin Of Malrael
Chapter 1: Keeper of Balance.
Groaning Grixis slowly sat up and looked around groggily, his eyes slowly adjusting to his new surroundings. All around was a thick forest riddled with ruins and the sound of chirping birds. Shakily he tried to stand using the shaft of his scythe as support. With wobbly legs he took a step stumbling, "Damn, seems like that rift he threw me in took more out of me then he thought it would." He growled out and flopped on the steps of a ruined building.
"I'll be sure to curse him the next few times I offer a prayer to him" he groaned. "for a God he sure has a shitty way of transporting people". He surmised.
-Flash Back-
Kneeling at the altar in the temple Malrael. one of the twelve Paladins of the order of balance, Grixis Rayport prayed in silence. Until the massive doors of the temple slammed open disturbing the peace and quite of the main chamber. "how many times have I told you to not slam those doors, Cordova?" He questioned.
The sound of metal clanking against the marble floor, slowly grew closer and closer until stopping directly beside him. "Lighten up" Cordova smiled and knelt beside him. Her metal greave clanking loudly against the ground. "I'm sure our lord does not care about slammed doors" She scoffed and began to offer her prayers.
Grunting in response he closed his eyes again and resumed praying. Slowly all the sounds around him faded away. Leaving him to his own thoughts. "Grixis" a loud voice rang out inside his mind, causing him to wince.
"Yes my lord?" he humbly replied to his sovereign deity.
" I have a proposal for you!" the voice rang out in a booming tone. "There is a land, different from your own that has lost its balance!" Malrael boomed. "It is in constant war with no signs of stopping! Every chance the time for peace appears something interferes!" He bellowed
"What is it you need of me my lord?" Grixis questioned. "surely the gods of this land have their own champions. What can I do?" he finished.
"no these gods do not directly interfere with this land, they subtlety direct the flow and tide actions of this world." Malrael paused letting his words sink into the paladin.
"but then why don't they take action!? Their world! Their people are suffering because of that!" Grixis raged at the thought of the people being abandoned by their gods to die and suffer.
"Calm your self young one, let me finish" the God paused once again. "From what I have been told by these gods, they caused a cataclysmic event in their world. It seems their people grew stagnant in peace and ceased their own growth, so they reset the balance so to speak."
"How does that reset the balance!" Grixis raged. "that would cause the balance more to shift to death!" he yelled.
"Yes it would, but it was necessary. Because of this the people banded together and not only grew in strength they fought for what they needed as the world healed. Resetting the balance." He finished.
Sighing Grixis nodded. "but if the balance was reset why need your help?"
"Their war lasted for years. But when the time came for peace and they almost achieved it something or someone interfered. Sparking war again, and they keep interfering. Shifting the balance again in deaths favor" he paused and continued. "If this being or power is not stopped it could lead to the people of that world to extinction. They have not noticed yet but, the resources are dwindling once again and more people are dying then being born."
"I see" Grixis whispered in response. "what is it that you need my lord?, I am at your service" he finished.
"If you accept, I will send you to this world to deal with this problem and help put the balance on the right track. Not only is this force upsetting the balance, its forces are also slaughtering innocents to spark further fighting. Put and end to it!" he bellowed.
"As you wish my lord!" Grixis replied slamming his fist into his chest. "I will prepare for this quest at once!."
"Good! Once you are done come back to this altar and I shall send you to this world! But take heed! There is no magic In this world! So your enchantments and spells will not work so be weary." His voice faded with that warning and Grixis awoke.
"Glad to see your not dead, golden boy" Cordova quipped and slowly rose from her seat on the stone bench. "you've been in that position for hours on end" She finished and offered her hand for aid.
Grunting he took her hand and pulled himself up, stretching his stiff muscles and popping his joints. Gripping his scythe he turned from her. "our lord seemed fit to interrupt my prayers and speak to me" Grixis finished and motioned for her to follow.
"Oh?! And what does our lord need of us!" she asked excitedly, while quickly following in step with him.
Shaking his head he continued. "he does not need the order, but of me, he has not spoken to anyone else so I do not know if he wants others to know but, he gave me a quest and I am going to prepare" he finished and stopped. "meet me at the altar again in an hour" he finished with a smirk and stepped inside his chambers, leaving her In the hallway.
-Temple main chamber-
Standing at the altar in his studded black leather cuirass, pauldron's cloth shirt, cloth pants and leather thigh guards. He left and intimidating figure with His scythe leaning against his shoulder. After fasting his leather greaves and bracers to finish the set he rolled his shoulders and tapped each boot on the ground. "your late".
"tch, and you are still wearing that sissy leather armor!" Cordova scoffed as she approached him. "I told you we need to strike fear into our enemy's! And plate is the best way to go!" she boasted with a grin.
"Maybe in your case, but you are slow. But I on the other hand". Quickly shifting his stance he spun his weapon snapping the tip of the weapons blade upward stopping just as the sharp tip touched the under side of her chin. "would of killed you before you got close enough to strike with those swords." He smirked cockily and removed the blade from her throat.
"Tch, I would have easily dodged or blocked that attack if we were dueling" she growled while rubbing her chin.
"perhaps" he chuckled and pulled up his hood that is sewn to the into the nape of the cuirass. "as you know each of us in the order have our own temples across the land" he stated and continued. "you have yet to find a placement for your own" he smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder gripping it tightly. "I give you my temple to use as your own and protect as your own until my return." He smiled happily.
"W..what!? Why!?" she stammered shocked at his proclamation.
"Think of this as a test, if I return and it is destroyed I will kill you and find another disciple to replace you." He joked and released her shoulder and stepped back. Hooking his finger inside the rim of his cuirass he pulled the cloth face mask over his lips and nose, only leaving his piercing blue eyes visible.
"BAH! I will make this place my own! And when you come back I'll kick your ass and take your place here!' she cried out, her hands quickly wiping the tears streaming down her face away. "come back alive so I can kick your ass!" she bellowed
"Heh, see ya around kid" he saluted as a bright flash of light flooded the temple then fading a quickly as it appeared leaving and empty space where he once stood.
-Flash Back End-
Standing slowly groaned and rolled his shoulders. "well better get going" sighing he picked a direction and started to walk.
AN: Hello everyone! This is my second fanfic I'm putting up. I had the idea running through my head while working on my star fox fic so I had to write it down. I hope it gets the same love as my first fic ^^ well with out any further delay enjoy! Please R&R Iron Lord Out!
Ps: I do not own For honor that belongs to ubisoft! All I own is my OC's
